Former Assassin. (CLOSED)

[Guest]

A woman sat down on a bench. All alone but silently. The clothes on her were black, with the exception of her hair which was snow white, leather jacket, sleeveless turtle neck shirt, leather pants, boots (with an alarmingly large amount of straps, buckles and zips), almost all articles of clothing were black.
But her sunglasses were white but had no lenses. It would remind anyone of those virutal glasses thingy's that you see in sci fi shows. This left an air of mystery in the woman; her black clothing, her unusual sunglasses and so forth.
Judging by her appearance, she looked no more than in her twenties.
She fidgeted with the cane she had in her slender hands and wasn't looking at any direction in particular but it looked like she was looking out for something. Waiting for someone. Like a lion waiting for the right moment to pounce.

[Jay Furor]

Jay was simply strolling by and noticed a woman with a cane. She thought she recognized her from somewhere. But where had she seen this woman? Probably hadn't if you want to know the truth. Jay always claimed she recognized certain people that she had never seen in her life. But she had always been like that so it was probably some minor mental disorder. She had enough of them. Schizophrenia, Paranoia, Bloodlust, Bipolar Disorder, and countless more! But back to the matter at hand, she walked towards the woman and just stood there pretty much, examining her... She actually did look familiar... "Excuse me, but do I know you from somewhere? Name's Jay. You look like someone I've seen somewhere..." Jay had decided to ask her as a last resort of some type. Mostly just because she wouldn't find an answer in any other way. This was really her best shot at answering her own questions.

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[Guest]

Ilona did not say anything when the other person asked who she was. She showed no signs of knowing that other person. She then stood up suddenly and pushed the other person other of the way, quickly transmuting her cane into a sawed off shotgun. Ilona shot in the dark in rapid sucession then silence.
She waited for anymore sounds of life, her ears now alert. Ilona was glad no one else was around, though that other person showed up.
What a bother.
Ilona, instead of offering a helping hand to the person she just pushed down, walked towards the bushes slowly, ready to fire.

[Jay Furor]

Jay seemed mildly shocked by being pushed down, then noticed the woman transmutate her harmless cane into a deadlier sawn off shotgun, which just happened to be Jay's weapon of preference. She climbed onto her feet, jerking her two sawn offs from her waist holsters. She followed the woman. "What did you just shoot at?" Jay was actually curious about this and now she was even more confident that she knew this woman. Something about her rang a bell. And, if the woman had opened fire on someone with money on their head, Jay could take half the profit and maybe the head. Or, she could do a good thing for once and help the woman. Come to think of it, was she actually CAPABLE of helping others? Seemed unlikely, but she had done so before. Maybe she could help this woman with something. Plus, Jay really wanted to shoot something.

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Ilona heard a groan of pain and walked closer until she smelt the strong scent of blood. She knelt down and tapped the ground with her gauntlets. An image of a very familar person came into her mind. Ilona had no emotion on her face whatsoever.
"Lilith.."The figure groaned. Lilith. Ilona hasn't been called that in years. Not since she left the organisation.
Lilith was in fact her codename and rank. All the assassin's were ranked by a demon within the hierarchy and the 2nd highest was Lilith: The mother of demons and the wife of Lucifer. Ilona was the 2nd highes ranking assassin in the Organisation and the deadlist and most wanted assassin in the country. Maybe the world.
Ilona simply aimed the shotgun at the person's head, right between the eyes and a loud gunshot echoed into the darkness. The figure was now still and silent.
"Pathetic. And you called yourself an assassin."Ilona silently spat out.
She stood up from the body and walked away from it, transmuting her shotgun back into it's original form: a harmless looking cane.

[Jay Furor]

Jay heard the word Lillith and was almost physically smacked in the face by realization. "That's it! I do know who you are now. You were from that organization. I remember seeing you one time when I went down there once. I used to go there to turn in any bounties no one else wanted to pay for." Jay was slightly embarrased by the fact that she was staring at this woman in the manner that a small child would stare at their hero or something else stupid like that. But Jay did sort of idolize Lillith, or whatever her real name was. In fact, she respected most high ranked assassins, bounty hunters, mercenaries, and the like. Jay looked then at the corpse and, holstering her own guns, pulled out her reverse handled sickle. "Mind if I take the head? I'm a collecter." She pointed at the mutilated face of the dead body. She recognized this person as another assassin, thus making them fit for her Wall.

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Ilona then pointed the cane at the other person, aiming right for her forehead.
"We do not humilate the dead. Don't you think thy suffered enough when they were living?"She said in a firm yet quiet voice. But her tone of voice was like of a wolf, slowly eating in a lamb while it's still alive.
She then lowered the cane and then tapped it onto the ground, recieving another image: The dark surroundings, the girl who is looking at her as if she was a celebrity or something and the blood that is gathering around the bushes.
"Forget what you saw."She said, knowing that this girl isn't after her like everyone else who survived the massacre....

[Jay Furor]

Jay frowned slightly, but put away her sickle as she was told. "Right ... I won't then ..." She stared away for a minute, confused and then when the woman told her to forget what she saw, Jay frowned again and looked at her. "Don't worry, I don't care about you killing someone. I won't say anything to anyone anyways, I'm not that type of person..." Jay was actually mildly insulted by this woman, as respected by Jay as she was, telling her that, as if she were some dumb passerby who would run to thepolice and report a murder. But Jay wasn't ANYTHING like that. She would keep it secret and even if they found out and had her testify in court, she would claim to have seen nothing. She was anything but a dumb witness. I mean, she was even locally respected on the black market now! She was getting tons of cash and she was armed better than any pedestrian. She wouldn't rat.

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Ilona simply grunted and continued walking, indicating she doesn't mind if the girl followed her. Now the remenants will find another body to clean up. Why don't they go into numbers already? But seeing as she managed to kill nearly all of the Organisation, any normal person would think twice.
She remembered her first mission when she arrived in central: Investigate the Organisation. Ilona thought it was ironic that her first assignment would involve the Organisatiion that she worked so hard to run from.
But instead of "investigating", she kill every one that was there. Some managed to get away of course and vowed revenge againest Ilona. She can't kill all of them at once.
The Military thought she went overboard and give her suspension as punishment but still found her useful as she was the only alchemic firearms specialist they have so far. Ilona was just glad they did not take her qualification and pocketwatch.

[Jay Furor]

Jay followed Ilona for a while and after long silence, chose to break it. "So, you're from that organization, right? So, why did you choose to quit? You don't have to answer, if you don't want to." Jay was speaking in her usual tone, very cold and uncaring, almost to the extreme level of apathetic, but she was also speaking with a slight tone of curiousity. I mean, she was curious of course. She knew that the woman would possibly get tired of her being around though, so she figured she out to quench her curiousity now while she could, even if it was completely against her nature. She was also wondering why Ilona had just killed another member of the organization. Not that Jay cared about those people. No, she hated most of them. They were about as worthless as the Raiders. Pathetic and useless people, born to be despised, with only Lillith as the exception. She was, in Jay's eyes at least, the only useful person in the organization.

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"......"Ilona thought for awhile. She had many reasons to leave: Most of the assassin's were nothing but corrupt alchemists or sadist's that take enjoy in making other people suffer, the constant abuse she got them those bastards and because..Because...
"I hated it over there let's leave it at that."Because the person she loved most was one of her targets. Well, he's safe now.
Ilona never thought of her life as an assassin glorious like they did. Like Lucifer did. She thought of it as a sad and lonly existance and Ilona wanted out. She did managed to climb out but with a heavy price on her head. Oh well, she can just kill them again. That was the only talent she had. To kill.

[Jay Furor]

Jay nodded slowly. That really explained it. She knew all the reasons they could be hated. She didn't care much for them though, since they were merely her employers. And, thanks to Lillith, they would be added to her long list of dead employers. Hehe. She actually thought it was amusing that all of her employers died gruesome death's because of the bounties they put out. From her killing them, to execution for their crimes, down to being killed by someone because of the bounties, they all ended up dead. Jay had chosen the life of a killer for hire, not for the glamour of the job. She did it because of her passion for slaughter, the money she needed to leave the lower class, but most of all. Revenge. And for that last reason, she sympathized with Lillith for killing the organization members. "I see..." Was all she could say. All that could be said.

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"If you still have some sanity left in you, I suggest you stop whatever you're doing."Ilona said. She did not know why she said it, but this girl obviously looked young and maybe can be saved from this profession. But seeing as she collects heads for trophies, maybe it's abit too late.
As for Ilona, it's too late to save her as she became an assassin at a mere age of 10 and has been an assassin for nearly 15 years. More than half her lifetime. Ilona already has trouble trying to fit into a "normal" life. Hell it's hard enough not to sleep with one eye open and plus: She has a gun stash of more than 300 back at home. Normal is just not for her. Not even a little moment of normal without thinking someone will do something or point a gun at her. She lived too long thinking that.

[Jay Furor]

Jay shook her head now and spoke with less edge than usual. "Don't worry about my sanity... It left with my life... But I swore that I would do what it takes to avenge my family, even if I didn't care for them. I will kill every last person who was involved in the massacre. All of them. Every last one." She knew she was young and should turn from this profession. But she just COULDN'T... Not with her integrity. Besides, she wonders every day if her sanity is strong enough to be saved, if she is sane ENOUGH for the asylum, if she is actually going over the deep end. And she knows that she was insane. So with a bitter, humorless laugh, she smirked and said, "My sanity is gone... Gone for good. So for now, I'm passing by every day by killing low life's like gangsters, serial killers, rapists. Hehe, I might even be considered a hero, if I wasn't always on the run..."

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[Guest]

"Massacre..?"Ilona asked. If it was THAT massacre this girl was talking about, then Ilona would have no choice but to kill her. But then, there are hundreds of massacre's that happened in a lot of places. What are the chances of this girl's family being killed in that same massacre?
Ilona remembered clearly. She wasn't supposed to kill them but she did anyway. The first being Lucifer. She remembered his mocking smile, his last words then the swift move that killed him. Afterwards, everything else became a blur. Ilona just killed anyone she could find and killed them without hesitation or question. She did not care if they were child, women or men: They became assassin's whether they liked it or not but Ilona killed all of them anyway. Someone she partly regretted.

[Jay Furor]

She nodded. "Huge gang. They raided my house. Threw a gun to me." She was nearly whispering it now. "Made me shoot them all. Kill my whole family. They had a gun to my head, and I was only 8... And I killed 5 of them. Out of 30 some gang members, I killed 5. 5." She was staring at the ground, fighting against her memories. She couldn't stand that memory. It crippled her when it was more vivid than it is now. It could sometimes force her down to her knees, make her vomit, hurt her chest. There only 5 other memories as vivid as that one. Shooting a Raider as she fled the house. Slicing one of their throats when she was 10. Blasting a Raider's chest out when she was 13. Decapitating one of them when she was 15. And finding a Raider, dead in a pile of corpses. Those 5 were good memories, memories of her crusade against those that took her life from her, made her what she is today.

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"I see.."Ilona wanted to say poor thing but it wouldn't help showing pity. This girl was no different from her. Maybe Ilona was like that when she was younger. At least she killed her parents murderer but became completely something else. Then Ilona thought...
"Why don't you become my protege?"She asked. Back in the organisation, Ilona never took protege's. Either they were too eager to kill or too weak and timid to kill. This girl had potiental but with her current skill, she needs more than what she got to find her targets.
"I can help you with your quest. No payment, nil. Not so bad isn't it?"Ilona said. With a quest like this, a tutition fee is not required.

[Jay Furor]

"Protege?" Jay was stunned. She had never gotten an offer like this before, and she always saw other assassins with proteges. They were usually fat and old and wanted someone else to get cash for them. But now that Lillith, a master of her art, had offered her to be an apprentice in assassination. She pondered the idea for several moments. She was already good... But couldn't she do better? Yes, of course she could. And would. She then nodded and extended her hand for a handshake to symbolize the agreement. "Deal. I think I do need a bit of help to complete my goal anyways. Thank you for the offer. Oh and by the way, what's your name? I only know you by your old codename, but you obviously don't want to be called that, do you? And as I already said, my name's Jay Furor." She attempted to smile and for the first time, succeeded.

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Ilona took Jay's hand and shook it firmly in agreement. Her hands were unbelievably small for her age, one can believe they came from a doll.
"Ilona Szilagyi. I wouldn't mind Ilona but since I am your teacher from now on, Miss Szilagyi or Ma'am is fine."She said, giving Jay a small reasurring smile.
Now Ilona had to see what this girl can do. Seeing that she started from a very young age, Jay wouldn't have trouble killing anybody. But she isn't an alchemist like Ilona is, bearing a barrier from her and Jay. She can kill easily yes but if her assassination target was an alchemist, it'll be hard for her. Guess we have to start to fix that bit up.

[Jay Furor]

Jay nodded. "I'll probably use ma'am out of respect since you are older than I am, but I think a first name basis is better. A bit simpler, if you will. Now, where do we begin? Also, just for a future reference, I won't kill innocent people. I only kill criminals or threats to my life. Just so you know." She smiled faintly, glad to have some assistance. Now, in conjunction with her new automail, still in the process of construction, she would be about twice as efficient at her job. And, perhaps Ilona could help her learn to do things better, kill less and still make money. And perhaps Ilona could help her track down the gang leader, the one Raider she wanted most of all to kill. He was an alchemist though and she would need an alchemist to teach her to fight alchemy. She hoped that that was part of Ilona's training schedule.

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"You're going to have to learn to fight againest people who use alchemy. And seeing as you cannot learn it overnight, you're going to have to fight as you are."Ilona said. She never taught before but seeing as she promised this girl to help with her revenge, Ilona had no choice but to remember what her teacher had taught her when she became an assassin.
"Even though I am a no good teacher but a better assassin than you, you will be suffering until you finger bleed."Ilona stopped walking and turned towards Jay. Even though no one can see her eyes; through the sunglasses, her eyes with emitting a blue glow...
"You will never be good as me or surpass me. Not in one million years. So, if you want to kill these bastards so desperately: You are going to have to go through Hell. And I will not promise that will you not be killed in the process."

[Jay Furor]

Jay nodded, agreeing to these terms. "I gotcha. So what your saying is you can't teach me alchemy, but you can teach me to counteract it with other skills, or at the very least understand it. A lot of studying how to combat alchemists, am I correct?" She smiled slightly and flexed her human arm, stretching it and cracking her neck. "And suffering's fine by me. As I ws always told back in Kanama, if you can't take the heat, get out of the kitchen. And I can take more than my share of heat." With Ilona's finally note, she nodded again. "I understand. And I'm gonna take that risk and go out on a limb to reach my goal. Even if I wind up worse than I started out." She had a bright blaze glowing in her eyes, the glaze of determination that transformed her solid grey eyes into the grey of a thundercloud, sparking with life as the storm sparks thunder.

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Ilona simply nodded. She took a piece of paper from her jacket and started writing down her contact details and address. After she was finished, Ilona handed to the small piece of paper to Jay.
"Come to that address at 6am. Your training will start there."She said. Ilona now knew what she had in mind for this girl and it was not going to be easy since this girl had no alchemic abilities or skills. But she can counter these barriers if Ilona could push her hard enough...
Saying nothing more, Ilona started walking, gesturing that she is done talking with Jay. Ilona personally could not wait to start her lesson..And so, she disppeared into the darkness of the streets. The only trace of her existance was the body she had left behind to bleed...

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[Jay Furor]

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